As you can see, I am stitching some blocks for my quilt today. I worked at the store this morning and finally got to the sewing machine this afternoon. We had a front move through and it has turned very windy. I always find very windy days unsettling. I feel restless, and a bit edgy. My adored dogs are right on top of me, so I cannot move from the machine without stepping on one. I love them but sometimes I need some breathing room. Our “cozy cottage” gets a bit too cozy at times.
As you can see, I succumbed to the lure of chocolate. I have to say, Dove dark chocolate bars are pretty fantastic. If you haven’t tried one, you should. In the upper right hand corner of this photo is my Lambchop puppet. (I grew up on Shari Lewis.) A couple of years back I was down in Florida for an extended time. My Dad was recovering from serious surgery and my sister and I ran into a Cracker Barrel restaurant to pick something up and, lo and behold, there was my beloved Lambchop. She was purchased immediately and much to my mother’s chagrin and my sister’s laughter, began to talk to everyone. A lot. This went on for a few days until Lambchop and I got it all out of our system(s). I’m still crazy about her and I’m glad she watches over my sewing area.
A belated Happy First Day of Spring to everyone!
Oh, I am yearning to start gardening! I’m reading every gardening article I come across, looking at catalogues, reading favorite gardening books. I’m doing what I always do at this time of year – planning, dreaming and making lists. This time of year in the Northeast is a tease. The sun shows itself a bit more, snow and ice begin to melt, the garden soil becomes visible again and the smell of spring is just beginning to fill the air. You start to think, oh good, spring is here. Oh no. It might be, but it may just as likely snow again. There are no buds on any trees, no sign of daffodils beginning their push toward the sun. There’s just the possibility. The possibility of green, of rebirth, of warmth on one’s face again.
I want to clean up the twigs and sticks that are strewn all over the yard. I want to rake the gravel that has traveled from the driveway onto the grass and into the garden back to its proper place. I want to prune where necessary and prepare the soil. But its only March 16th and that is way too early. Around here you are told “don’t plant anything until the first week of May.” Of course, I usually cheat a little, but not by much.
I read so many blogs and I admit I am jealous of those bloggers whose gardens are already being planted – how lucky you are! I used to live in California and I know what that feels like.
For now, I’ll keep reading and dreaming. The lovely pictures in the book shown above are from “down-to-earth gardener” by Suzy Bales. I recommend it highly.